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bakerstreet2020-08-08 11:58 am
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![]() ![]() Silence is golden - words are priceless. So that means dirty talk is incredibly valuable.
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![]() ![]() Silence is golden - words are priceless. So that means dirty talk is incredibly valuable.
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[ He lets go of her, but the thickness and depth of his cock alone can hold her little head up. She might slide off on her own, but he just admires her in the mirror. ]
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Right about the same time she loses control of her bladder, pissing herself.
Yet she's still giggling, like she's having the time of her life. ]
Brain... smoosh... brain go squish...
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[ He laughs with her, as if she's making cute jokes instead of exhibiting the signs of horrendous brain trauma. The pissing gets a louder peal of laughter, the punchline to a story. ]
Shush. Listen.
[ He asks for quiet simply so they can both hear the sound of his cock leaving her skull, the wet, long slurp ending with a loud, squishy pop. The process scoops out a great deal of the mashed brains, semen, blood and vital fluid, splattering down her shoulder.
Two of his scarves make a cross over the gaping hole in her head, looking remarkably like a cartoon bandage. All better! ]
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But hey, he's covering the hole! At least more brains probably won't fall out. And her brainstem is intact enough that she's definitely still alive. ]
I'm gooey... ooey... gooey...
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[ Asura patted her head, sure to make a weird sloshing sound in the hollowed-out tunnel straight through her brain. As he promised, if she was alive and fuckable, she would get to be his living onahole. So it was time to test what she was capable of. Breathing, check. Speaking? Kind of check. Draining his balls?
He pressed his cock to her lips to test that. ]
And what's this?
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[ That was the sound of her slumping forward onto his cock, mouth open. Eyes crossed, she wasn't so much sucking Asura off as she was just... falling onto him, until his cock was buried so far down the back of her throat that she could scarcely breathe.
It didn't really seem to register that her breaths were choked, gasping, barely effective for getting oxygen. Not like she had enough brain left to worry about damaging it. ]